Sakura woke up to realise two things. One, her head was bumping against something firm and two, her upper half was upside down, so really her upper half wasn't really her upper half anymore. She frowned for a moment and contemplated on the things, and what they might mean for her. She also wondered why the hell her leg felt like it was being stabbed by a million little pins dipped in the most painful poison ever. She decided that if it was poison, then that would explain why she could feel a constant wetness running down her calf and into the bottom of her boot.

It would also explain why...she had just fallen unconcious again.

Sasuke glanced over his shoulder and down at Sakura, who had just groaned, tried to move then had passed out again. He wondered idly if something was wrong, since the Sharingan's hypnosis effect should have worn off a while ago. He had even had a blanket ready to toss on her when she woke up, so he could blind and restrain her before she did that...scary..earth shattering thing again. He shuddered and patted Naruto, who was still passed out on his other shoulder, on the back in sympathy. Well, at least his old team mate wasn't screaming at him or anything. Her voice could get very loud...

Sasuke was right, the Sharingan's effects had nothing to do with why she was still unconcious. She was actually leaving a long trail of darkening blood from the wound in her leg, and was suffering from severe blood loss. It was only when he finally stopped to make camp for the night did he find out what was going on. He had laid both Naruto and Sakura down side by side close to the fire he made, and was moving to throw a blanket over the two when he spotted the pink haired girl's leg. He leaned over her to inspect the wound and swallowed. Her calf had a five centimetre hole that was partially opened, the skin around it curled back with a purple tinge to it. Her entire leg up to her thigh had a purple tinge and there was still a bit of blood bubbling around the wound.

She's a medic ninja, right? she can fix herself, He thought to himself, his forehead wrinkling, She needs to wake up before she looses all of her chakra.

Sasuke gripped the girl's shoulders and shook her roughly, so roughly that before he could move, her arm came flying out of no where and smacked him over the head.

"Ugh! damnit, Sakura!" He rubbed the back of his head and one of Sakura's eyes cracked open slowly, followed by the other. She groaned pitifully and looked up at him.

Sasuke sat there, staring as he watched the girl's inner battle, Ooooh...she looks mad...no wait! in pain...no...confused...no, not that...tired? hey, what's that

Sakura went into the pissed off stage and smacked him over the head again.

Oh...that's what it was.

He slipped his hand under her back and she looked like she was going to punch him where it hurt most. He ignored her and pressed his hand to the small of her back to help her sit up. She winced when her leg shifted and she gazed away at their surroundings to keep her mind off the pain...and realised...they were still in Konoha forest..?

Sasuke saw her look around and muttered, "You have no idea how heavy you guys are. You both slowed me down."

"Are you calling me fat?" The pink haired girl's voice went shrill.

"No."

"Good answer."

"Hn. Anyway, I woke you up for a reason, so just forgetting that I kidnapped both you and the idiot over there," he jerked his thumb in Naruto's direction, "You're injured, and if you don't heal yourself in let's say...an hour, maybe less, you'll be dead." He then pointed down at her leg, and her eyes followed his lead.

"Oh man."

"Yeah..."

She pushed him out of the way rudely, and come on, he deserved it after everything he did. She shifted her leg to the side to make the healing process more easier on herself and placed her dirtied hands above the wound. They glowed bright blue for a moment, and Sasuke thought that he saw a bolt of electricity like last time. Judging by Sakura's skill, it seemed to the Uchiha that this probably wouldn't take too long, despite how deep the injury was. He was surprised that the girl was even able to focus, let alone alive enough to do this.

But still, he thought to himself, looking around desperately, this won't take long, I'm going to need something to restrain her.

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Back in Snake-man's evil lair, he was plotting a plot to rival all great plots that were good...and stuff. And possibly evil, because that was always the plotting way. Where was the use in a plot if it wasn't absolutely diabolical...and evil?

He was crouched in front of his "throne" trying to stare it down with his squinted eyes. He had tried everything to dominate it, ranging from trying to seduce it, trying to make it cry and even trying to propose to it, but gosh darnit, nothing worked! how was he meant to destroy the world's population of cows if he couldn't even figure out how to take down what they were covered with! HOW!

Damned cows...damned tasty cows! DAMNED LEATHER!

He sighed and backed away from it, vowing to destroy it, right after he finished his meeting over a cup of tea, with the Akatsuki.

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"So...what qualifications do you hope to bring to our joined organisations, should we choose to keep you on board, Uchiha Itachi?" Orochimaru took a small sip of his tea and placed the china cup down on the table separating both men, carefully.

"Well, I'm mainly here to torment my little brother," The elder Uchiha answered emotionlessly, "Oh, and to rape, pillage and neat things like that. I also have this really awesome eye trick. Maybe you've heard of it, the Sharingan?" He stared at the Snake-Man unblinking.

Orochimaru shifted under Itachi's stare and leaned forward seriously, changing the subject, "How do you feel about...cows...?"

"Don't get me started. Especially on their damned leather products."

"Welcome aboard!"

"Hn."

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Kabuto walked at Orochimaru's side as they strode down the blood stained hall of eternal screams, and had been musing over the prospect of having both Sasuke and Itachi in the same area as eachother.

"Are you sure it's wise?"

"Of course it is! it would be like a battle royale, only not!" Orochimaru rubbed his hands together eagerly and licked his lips, "Sasuke-kun will be sharing his room. Imagine the pillow fights!"

I can have pillow fights, too, you know. Kabuto thought bitterly to himself, but instead said outloud, "I do not think it would be a good idea. We may lose both Uchihas in the process, I doubt Akatsuki will be happy about losing one of their most prized missing ninjas."

"You worry about foolish things, what you should be worried about are the cows who have been trying to make a fool out of me."

"Cows? what cows?"

"Haven't you been listening to a word I've said?"

Kabuto sighed heavily, and wished he could just curl up in bed with his favourite 'Rochi-chan live sized doll. But no, it seemed that the gods were going to be cruel to him today. They didn't even let him wash Orochimaru's back when he bathed this morning!

Speaking of bathing, The younger ninja eyed Snake-Man's greasy hair with distaste, If only he'd let me wash it...just once...then I might feel the black silk running through my fingers...

"Why are you staring at my hair, Kabuto?"

Ah, I love how my name rolls from his tongue, like some fine wine.

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"You were SERIOUS!" Sakura screamed and heaved another boulder off the ground and took aim at Sasuke's head, "YOU WERE GOING TO KILL NARUTO! FOR THAT PAEDOPHILE!"

"Were? I still am. And what the hell do you mean by paedophile!" she tossed the massive rock at him and he caught it, immediately stumbling and dropping it on his foot. He swore and tore his foot back.

"It's so obvious Orochimaru wants you! you're like eighty years younger than him or something, for god's sake! it's not right!" The girl cried and threw her hands in the air.

"That's disgusting."

"Oh, come on. We all know that all he wants is to get you and Itachi in the same room so he can watch you have a pillow fight and get all sweaty."

"Don't say that name! don't ever say it!"

"Get over, Sasuke."

He growled and moved towards her...and promptly retreated when she picked up a particularly massive, jagged rock.

He sat down, sulky, and turned away from her. Sakura sighed and lowered the rock.

"He does not want to see us pillow fight," Sasuke almost pouted. Almost.

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"The pillow-fight room has been organised and launched!" Orochimaru clapped his hands together and grinned pervertedly, "Time for some Uchiha action!"

Kabuto twitched, and wondered what was wrong with his pillows.

Snake-man suddenly turned on him and he felt his heartbeat quicken.

"Kabuto...?" The elder man asked softly.

"Yes, Orochimaru-sama!" Hm, my voice went a little high at the end there.

"I want you..." Kabuto's eyes went wide and he flushed, "to file the report on how the world wide destruction of cows is going."

"Oh. Okay, Orochimaru-sama."

"Why are you so red? it's not hot here for a reason. To you know, stop the heat."